How Green Becomes Wood

"My accent was very strong when I first started learning English," Dark said, reflecting on it, "and it gets stronger after Daizi and I have been in Egypt. I think I can still make it more intense, but I do not generally attempt it."
 
"It's like people who pull out their Southern accent from nowhere," Alec snickered. "Mrs. Hollis' accent varies sometimes."

"I doubt Peter's accent doesn't really do that," Xander remarked. "Who else do we know that has an accent?"

"Milo kind of has an accent," Alec mused.
 
"Milo's accent is interesting, because he has moved around so much," Dark commented, considering it but not really being able to place it, "Your mother has an accent but I am not sure if you are counting hers because it is similar to mine. But it is not identical, if you pay close attention."
 
"I am curious to see if Ivy has an accent similar to ours. I know she will not keep it if she develops one, but most of the time she is just around Daizi and myself, so she is learning much of her English in out accents."
 
Dark considered this for a few moments but then said, "There are worse people she could talk like. I suspect, or maybe i just hope, she will be able to switch between accents at will. Not because I think she needs to be able to sound like how Daizi or I do when speaking English but because I like to imagine the fun she could have with that ability."
 
"That would be a fantastic ability!" Alec cooed. "Truly fantastic."

"I think it'd be great if she had a perfect accent with whichever language she spoke," Xander remarked. "Ba, you gotta get her into something like Frech or Spanish or whatever really early so she can learn another accent."
 
"Do you know Daizi speaks French?" Dark asked, "She does not talk about it much because she seldomly has a reason to use it, and she is very out of practice, but they taught her growing up at the school they put her into before boarding school."
 
"Then if she taught Ivy French, they could share all sorts of secrets the boys would not be allowed to know," Alec grinned. He polished off his plate and sat back, happily full.

Xander finished as well, and, with no more food to eat, sat back. "I bet Mama would love that."
 
"That is true, and she probably would," Dark replied with a nod, "There are many reasons why I am glad to have had a daughter, but neither first nor last among them is relief Daizi is not trapped around exclusively boys."
 
Xander and Alec both looked at Dark in confusion.

"Why would you think that?" Alec asked. "You're a great dad! Not to mention, you were a boy dad before you were a girl dad."

"Why would being a dad to a girl be easier? At least you have firsthand experience being a boy," Xander remarked.
 
"I was, but by the time she was conceived, I was very new at it," Dark replied, "I worried how I would do. I know I am a man, and I have a beard and I wear suits and I exercise the way I do, but I am not sure I ever learned how to be 'a guy.' Even after how much work Cooger has put into teaching me. It is not I do not consider myself, a man but with most guys I feel sort of lost, at times, because I enjoy homemaking and I like to wear eyeliner and nail polish, when the mood strikes, I enjoy braiding hair and of course I am gendering things which do not need to be gendered, because there is nothing biological to enjoying any of these things, yet I always found it easier to envision doing the stereotypically girl activities, so I worried I would not be good enough at the stereotypically boy activities." He took a sip of his drink and then set it down, "But I have since found I enjoy them very much. I think I had neglected to consider how the bond would feel between myself and children of my own gender. I suppose my father may have had a hand in that."
 
"Probably," Xander said bluntly. "The best thing he did was to show you the absolute worst way to be a dad. So. Just do the opposite. Which it seems like you've been doing because you're a hell of a father."

"You really are," Alec agreed. "You enjoy helping me with nail polish and him with building things and all sorts of stuff in every which way."
 
"Thank you," Dark nodded. On that day, as they shared thai food after he took them suit shopping, he didn't feel like he needed reassurance, but it was still nice to hear. "I cannot think of a single thing my father did which I do not strive to be the opposite of. But I only mentioned it because of our discussion."
 
"I guess that just leaves us with the question, if we ever became fathers (when hell freezes over), what do we to not do that you do do," Xander mused.

"Pick people up when it will annoy them?" Alec suggested.
 
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